to all the ones I tried to reach
shells washed on a desolate beach
all the lessons I couldn't teach
inner walls that lay unbreeched
circling back, they tried again
begging on knees to make amends
what they did not comprehend
once it's gone, it's a frayed end
emails, texts unanswered whys
like twinkling stars high in the sky
just another lonely guy
whispering "please" their empty tries
permanent marker; names crossed through
gone, forgotten withdrawn and blue
still I ponder with morning brew
how long it was till I met you
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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